Lost MemoriesYou look down at your arm and see the holes sitting there. You wonder why you have become so messed up and how you would ever end up so low. The needle sits on the palm of your hand filled with the drug that stimulates your entire body. You hold it against your skin and begin to inject it. The rush fills into your bloodstream and takes control over you. You lay back in relief as the stress runs away. You look around yourself and see walls covered with signatures from friends with little sayings. You keep looking and see the pictures of happy memories sitting there stLost Memories
